Of our Gods great wisdom
His plan of conceiving
In nature surrounding
Are lessons of receiving
In humble flowers
Who open to light
Welcome the gift
With colors bright
Of trees standing tall
With branches raised
In calm and in storm
Arms stretched in praise
And of the pasture
Letting rain seep
To nourish the soil
Of roots growing deep
Why as His children
So difficult be
To accept the graces
That are blessed to me
We expect and we take
What’s given for free
Oh Lord, let me learn
From the flowers and trees
Let’s cherish each blessing
To receive gratefully
Well find in this way
We’ll live joyfully